Situ Hong took more than ten steps back before he stabilized his body. He couldn't help it anymore and directly grabbed a bloody scimitar. Pinshu
"General, I'm sorry!" As he spoke, he shook the blood-red scimitar in his hand. In an instant, spiritual energy swept across the sky, and blood-red waves of swords appeared in the air.
"Situ actually used martial arts?"
"As a king-level warrior, he actually took the lead in using martial arts when facing a general who was only at the eighth level?"
Ji Yun and the others looked at this scene, their expressions changed greatly. They never thought that Situ Hong would be forced to use martial arts.
In fact, after the battle until now, Wang Fan's strength has won their respect.
After all, Wang Fan was able to defeat Situ Hong, who was at the first level of the King Realm, at the eighth level, without both parties using martial arts. This was already quite incredible.
"You don't have to hold back, just use it." Wang Fan laughed, flashed his right hand, grabbed the shadow knife, and then swung it out without mercy.
The Qijue Sword swept out crazily, and in an instant, the color of the world changed.
One after another, the terrifying knife waves in the air collided with the bloody knife waves set off by Situ Hong.
With a roaring sound, the waves of blood-colored swords retreated layer by layer. With a local sound, the shadow knife struck the blood-colored scimitar.
At this moment, Situ Hong couldn't bear it any longer. He spurted out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards.
He looked horrified, as if he had never imagined that Wang Fan's martial arts would be so powerful.
Wang Fan could have pursued, but he did not. Instead, he withdrew the shadow sword and said calmly, "Is this battle over?"
Situ Hong's expression changed slightly, and he finally knelt down on one knee respectfully, "My subordinate Situ Hong, please see the general."
He is convinced!
Situ Hong knew that Wang Fan had shown mercy, otherwise, if Wang Fan pursued him again, he would definitely be killed.
When Ji Yun and his party saw this scene, they were stunned for a moment, and then quickly knelt down on one knee respectfully, "Subordinate, please see the general."
They were all convinced.
Wang Fan looked at this scene and nodded with satisfaction. He laughed and said, "Get up, let's go to Tianyun together."
As he spoke, he glanced towards Tianyun Kingdom, his eyes flashing with endless chill.
In Tianyun Kingdom, Wang Fanma is coming back.
Nie Tianlang, prepare to die!
When his brother was killed by Nie Tianlang, he was still extremely weak and unable to take revenge.
After entering the Yuanmen, he was chased and killed by the Nie family countless times, and in the end he was chased and killed by the stationed envoys and almost died.
If it weren't for Master Kuye's teleportation talisman, he might have died long ago.
"Nie Tianlang, Nie family, wait for me, Wang Fanma is going back. You must have never imagined that I would return to Tianyun Kingdom in this way, right?"
Wang Fan murmured, leading the leaders and boarding the battleship.
After he met Song Rumei and Mo Yaoyu at the gate of the city, the battleship took off again, and the group headed toward the Tianyun Kingdom.
Nearly a thousand warships were galloping across the sky, majestic and majestic. Wherever they passed, robbers and bandits gave way one after another, and no one dared to stop or stop them.
Millions of elite soldiers, but the aura alone is enough to crush everything and make the king-level experts retreat.
Half a month later, Wang Fan and his party appeared in mid-air over the Sea of Demonic Abyss.
Originally, he had not thought about staying in the Sea of Demonic Abyss, but planned to cross it and rush back to Tianyun.
But after his mental power inadvertently swept past a huge palace gate, he immediately changed his mind.
"Spirit Demon Palace!" Wang Fan murmured, and his mind couldn't help but think of the black-faced King Realm powerhouse, and the three Spirit Demon Palace Realm powerhouses who were chasing him.
"Get down!" Wang Fan gave the order, and the battleship swooped down instantly, floating majestically in the sky of the Spirit Demon Palace.
At this moment, several figures from the Spirit Demon Palace flickered and appeared in front of the battleship.
The reason was none other than the old man from the dark king realm.
"Everyone, I don't know what you mean by this. Have I, the Spirit Demon Palace, ever offended you?" the black old man asked with a gloomy face.
There are nearly a thousand battleships, and it looks like a large army is coming. No matter how powerful his spirit demon palace is, he does not dare to easily compete with the sergeant.
"Haha, I'm old and immortal. I haven't seen you for four years. Do you still remember me?" Wang Fan burst out laughing, stepped out of the battleship, and looked at the black old man.
The moment the black old man saw Wang Fan, his expression changed, "You, are you the kid who broke through to the realm outside my Spirit Demon Palace?"
There was a storm in his heart. He never thought that in just four years, Wang Fan's strength would rise from the first level to the eighth level.
This level of cultivation is simply too terrifying.
"Haha, remember me. Since you remember me, you must also know what you did to me back then, right?"